Chapter 917, Deceiving Mu Yanfeng

Translator: Silavin

 

[The Reincarnating Flame Tree… To think I could see one of its withered leaves here…]

 

Others did not know what this withered leaf was, but Qin Yichen knew.

 

The Reincarnating Flame Tree, legend had it that it only existed in the Nine Heavens’ Flaming Sea, a Divine Tree!

 

Even a single withered leaf was absolutely an invaluable treasure for Fire Element Martial Soul cultivators.

 

Moreover, Qin Yichen knew even more: if one used this Reincarnating Flame Tree’s withered leaf, combined with the Seven Sacred Fire Lingzi, to refine a Seven Sacred Reincarnating Flame Pill, it would be sufficient to explosively increase Feng Qianxue’s strength without any side effects!

 

However, Qin Yichen still restrained his inner joy and did not immediately speak up. Instead, he quietly waited for those who were desperately inflating the price to gain all the attention.

 

Only when those competing had pushed the price close to four hundred did he suddenly speak. “Five hundred drops of Spirit Liquid!”

 

The suddenly elevated price made those competing pause slightly. When they angrily projected their gazes over and saw it was Brilliant Sky Sacred Land Disciples’ side hall, they hesitated briefly before sitting down.

 

After all, they were not clear what this leaf that might turn to ash at any moment actually was. To spend five Peak Grade Spirit Seeds just to win a beauty’s smile in exchange for a useless withered leaf did not seem worthwhile.

 

But Qin Yichen knew that this was absolutely worthwhile.

 

The Nine Heavens Flaming Sea burned everything; all things could not exist within it. Yet the Reincarnating Flame Tree grew inside the Nine Heavens Flaming Sea. One could say it was born from absorbing Heavenly Flame Essence.

 

This withered leaf similarly contained Heavenly Flame Essence. The benefits to Fire Elements cultivators were incomparable. It could even purify their own Fire Element.

 

Five hundred one drops.

 

Just when everyone thought the matter was settled, a rather provocative voice came from another direction.

 

“It’s the Radiance Sacred Master, Chen Feng!”

 

Only adding one drop was enough to show his intent.

 

“Six hundred drops!”

 

However, Qin Yichen, almost without any pause, directly added another whole Peak Grade Spirit Seed!

 

Chen Feng, who had originally wanted to see Qin Yichen’s angry expression, found the playful look on his face immediately freezing, then darkening as he looked toward Qin Yichen’s location.

 

“Poor bastard!” When he looked over, Qin Yichen’s face filled with disdain as he spat out two words.

 

“Bastard!” Chen Feng’s lungs nearly exploded with rage. He wanted to erupt, but vaguely sensed a massive presence locking onto him, so he could only choose to endure.

 

“Six hundred one!”

 

“Seven hundred!” Qin Yichen bid again, his expression even more contemptuous, as if truly a wealthy magnate looking at a beggar.

 

“Sacred Master Candidate, calm down. Don’t fall for his trick.” Just as Chen Feng was about to explode, someone beside him whispered in his ear. Moments later, the fury on Chen Feng’s face dissipated.

 

“Seven hundred. Fine, I’ll let you have it.” Clearly, Chen Feng thought Qin Yichen was deliberately provoking him into a trap.

 

And after he stopped bidding, Qin Yichen deliberately showed a regretful expression.

 

“It’s just a withered leaf. No matter how special, it couldn’t possibly be worth seven Peak Grade Spirit Seeds!”

 

“Seven hundred drops of Spirit Liquid—are there any higher bids?”

 

On the auction platform, Yilin beamed with joy, her face full of charming smiles that made countless men below itch with desire.

 

For this withered leaf, Ancient Jade Pavilion had only paid for it as some rare medicinal herb, worth less than one Peak Grade Spirit Seed. Yet now, it has sold for seven Peak Grade Spirit Seeds. How could she not be delighted?

 

Though she had tried her best to entice, still no one continued bidding.

 

That was seven Peak Grade Spirit Seeds, not seven ordinary Spirit Seeds!

 

“Seven hundred drops of Spirit Liquid, sold!”

 

Finally, with the hammer falling, Qin Yichen secured this withered leaf at the price of seven Peak Grade Spirit Seeds.

 

“Are you mad?”

 

Mu Yanfeng and Mu Yanzhen both looked at him speechlessly.

 

“Hehe.” Qin Yichen did not explain anything.

 

As long as it benefited Feng Qianxue, no matter the cost, he was willing to pay it. Besides, this fundamentally was not a losing transaction.

 

“Senior Brother Mu.” Qin Yichen looked toward Mu Yanfeng.

 

“What?”

 

Being stared at by that peculiar gaze, Mu Yanfeng only wanted to distance himself from this fellow.

 

Sure enough…

 

“Lend me a few Peak Grade Spirit Seeds.”

 

Qin Yichen said shamelessly, his face carrying a flattering smile.

 

He did not have any Peak Grade Spirit Seeds on him at all. Though he still had some Spirit Liquid.

 

“No way.” Mu Yanfeng sternly refused.

 

“Oh.” Qin Yichen instead withdrew his flattering smile, deliberately sighing. His palm extended, and a Pill appeared in his hand. “Looks like this Pill has no takers either…”

 

“What Pill?” Mu Yanfeng’s gaze immediately fell on his hand. The next instant, he snatched the Pill away and quickly hid it, “Are you crazy, taking out this kind of Pill here? And it’s even…”

 

As a Sacred Master Candidate, he naturally understood certain matters.

 

Like Compound Pills.

 

And the Pill Qin Yichen had produced did not just have two medicinal properties, but three!

 

“Senior Brother Mu, how about I trade you Pills instead? My Pill can rapidly recover Yuan Energy, heal injuries, and restore Spiritual Energy… This was something I painstakingly refined so only ten Pills exist. Let me tell you secretly, that old man Dan Xuanzi tried for a whole month without succeeding once.” Qin Yichen whispered in his ear. To demonstrate how rare this Pill he’d refined in minutes was, he even sold out Dan Xuanzi.

 

“Oh?” Mu Yanfeng’s eyes lit up. “Fine, here you go!”

 

Immediately, he produced ten jade bottles.

 

Each jade bottle contained exactly one hundred drops of Spirit Liquid.

 

[Damn. This guy is truly wealthy!] Qin Yichen looked on enviously, but still pretended difficulty: “Senior Brother Mu, to be honest, I only refined ten Pills. I wanted to keep a few for myself…”

 

“Hand them over!” Mu Yanfeng snatched the Pill box from his hand and tossed him the ten jade bottles.

 

After confirming the quantity was correct, Mu Yanfeng smiled.

 

Qin Yichen also smiled.

 

“*Tch!* What’s the big deal? I thought it was something rare.” Watching Mu Yanfeng carefully store them away without letting him see even once, Li Yuanba, sitting beside Mu Yanzhen, snorted disdainfully at this scene.

 

“What do you know?”

 

Mu Yanzhen glared at him irritably. “Didn’t you hear Senior Brother Qin say? Even the Pill Hall Master couldn’t refine those supreme Pills!”

 

“Hehe.” Li Yuanba grinned, patting his chest. “Yanzhen, I’m not bragging but normally, I eat those things like candy!”